Trophies

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Look, look

Look, CC the baggage (yes), Ricky the glasses (yes)

I'm back in the mood, I'm back on they asses (mm)

I'm teachin' 'em classes (yeah), these bitches fu'

I cannot bust down no Cartier, that's a starter watch (ah)

Hos can't talk jewelry with me, ain't got the shit that my daughter got (nope)

Gotta call me Bugatti Bardi, this shit look like an Autobot

I do not call the cops, it's, on all the opps (baow)

This summer, we're pushin' up with the good bodies and the good watches

And we're poppin' big shit, ain't nothin' a ho gon' do about it

Ooh, they ain't tell you-you look busted, baby, they some bad friends

I could pop up in the hood because I'm really tapped in

Whole career is downhill like the slopes in Aspen

Those numbers ain't addin' up, I mean, the math ain't mathin'

All bad bitches need trophies (rrr), hos be real-life losers

Bad bitches make shit happen, hatin' hos make excuses (whoo)

Very much paid, I'm very much it, very much, bitch, I do this (whoo)

Bad bitches make shit happen (skrrt), hatin' hos make excuses

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I don't wanna hear excuses

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I don't wanna hear excuses (ay)

They don't give back, they don't perform, bitches be real-life losers

Bad bitches make shit happen (shit happen), hatin' hos make excuses

Look, these bitches shaped like turkeys, all my hos got Birkies

Sticks and stones, we break bones, all my knocks hold 30s

I'm the reason the events be soupin', I told 'em wanna stack them Cubans

And I'm like, ho, what happened? (What happened?) That's my bop they're jackin' (they're jackin')

Bitches tried to gaslight me, now I'm back with kerosene

Bitches be ill, aged like milk, ooh, it's a dairy queen

Big shark boots, I'm cute (I'm cute), e'ry day look like a shoot (like whoop)

These bitches been outta shape (whoop-whoop), I mean, hos really obtuse (ah)

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I don't wanna hear excuses

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I don't wanna hear excuses (ay)

New AP, my trophy (my trophy), I told you hos I do this (I do this)

Real bitches make shit happen (shit happen), hatin' hos make excuses

Look, bitches wack when Cardi is back, they're takin' place again (ooh)

Bitches sick, bitches got germs, I cannot play with them

Shoppin' bag, I'm back outside, I'm in they face again

They online, they're talkin' crazy, nurse, she escaped again (ah)

One, two, three, four, five, I'm the baddest bitch alive ('ive)

Hop up out the whip, I get a bunch of oohs and aahs (whoo)

I could make a nigga rich, I could get a nigga robbed (whoo)

If it's beef (whoo), we got sticks (whoo), I could get you shish kebab'd (whoo, grrt)

Bitches ain't got no trophies (trophies), hos be real-life losers (losers)

Bad bitches make shit happen (happen), hatin' hos make excuses (grrt)

Very much paid, I'm very much it, very much, bitch, I do this (ah)

Bad bitches make shit happen (happen), hatin' hos make excuses (huh)

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I don't wanna hear excuses (whoo)

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I don't wanna hear excuses (ay)

They don't give back (back), they don't perform, bitches be real-life losers (no)

Bad bitches make shit happen (shit happen), hatin' hos make excuses (grrah)

It's your girl, Cardi motherfuckin' B, bitch

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Man, suck my dick, huh